Singapore Sling

Red hooks on the house
Cherries are out
Chocolate stouts
Drinking with the mouse

Bone dry martinis
Hot toddies please
All without twists
Arthritic wrists
Manager's pissed

Pontificating
Boss with his sins
Frosty old tins
And I like the gins
The outs and the ins
Singapore slings

Don't you call my name
Awash with such shame
I will not cry
My eyes are just dry
Pass me the rye

Fall over my king
You crossed me that spring
Backstabbings do sting
But when push comes to shove
There's hate and there's love
Why not the dove

I'm begging you please
Pour the bee's knees
And all be well
There'll be secrets to tell



Credits
Writer(s): Eli Schwarzschild
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